At Oakville, Grocery, Again: writerfather morning And the cut on my right forefinger that I acquired sticking […]
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Wait, was I just “inspired”? I hate that word as it’s become so fucking Halmark-y.. but I think […]
Changing my writing life, writing-father life. All here in one spot. The other blogs, and efforts, set to […]
break, could use a nap, I’ll blend The 2. 3/2/16
Taking care of sick son.. Glad I’m here with him, but anxious, know there’s so much I should […]
Meditation before walking to Oakville.. need stories today, woke with this slow momentum that spiraled into something self-propelling […]
The wines, still haunting me from last night. That Chardonnay… I bought it where I now write, Oakville.. […]
He moves so fast Hope I can catch up Drink more coffee But will that help? There he […]
But I push and push– Start with coffee and keep moving. Otherwise none sold. 2/23/16
Self-AWARE. And I mean, really SELF-AWARE(!!!). Part of this hundred meditations’ intent. Spent $19.73 at Oakville. Bottled water, […]